Title: The Old Man and the Sea

Author: Me!

Disclaimer: Hm...lemme think.

A/N: Sorry about the last very short chapter. Haha. Here's more!

Peanutbutterluver1399 - NICE! I didn't think anyone would get that!

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She turned around and saw a old man staring at them with a amused look on his face.

"Hello."

"May I help you?" The old man asked.

"Um, sorry, we'll just be leaving, sorry to bother you." Rory said quickly going to leave, but Tristan grabbed her arm.

"Is this her, Tristan?" The old man asked.

"Yes, Rory, I would like you to meet my Grandfather, Janlan." Tristan said smiling.

"Oh! I didn't- I mean, It's nice to meet you Mr. DuGrey." She said while he kissed the back of her hand.

"None of this Mr. DuGrey nonsense, it's Janlan, Dear. And may I say you absolutely beautiful, come, sit down."

Rory blushed and smiled, while Tristan led them over to the chairs, never letting go of her hand.

"So, Rory, I heard that you are the Granddaughter of Richard, He speaks very highly of you. Chilton, top three percent of the class, I also heard you love to read."

"Yes, I love to read very much."

"What is your favorite book?"

"Wow, Um I don't really know, I love so many, but if I had to chose I would say Pride and Prejudice. I love Jane Austin's work." Rory gushed.

Janlan and Tristan chuckled at Rory's love for books.

"Okay, now I have a important question for you." Janlan said seriously, making Rory look a little unsure.

"What are you doing with my Grandson?" Janlan joked smirking.

"Gramps!" Tristan complained smiling.

Rory just smiled at the two of them, she had heard about Tristan's relationship with his parents, and that it wasn't good. She was glad that he had someone.

"I don't think he's so bad." Rory said looking at Tristan, smiling, who smiled back.

Janlan watched this exchange and smiled. His Grandson was in love, he deserved something like that after having to grow up the way he did.

"So, explain to me why you two came running in here like a bat out of hell?"

Tristan explained everything to his Grandfather, most of which he already knew.

"Well, It's good to know John took after his father." Janlan said sarcastically.

They talked for another hour before they left. They went to the top of the ship, where they had met, and looked out over the Ocean in a content silence.

"So, I like your Grandfather." Rory said.

"Yea, he's a great man. He practically raised me, considering my parents were never there." Janlan said bitterly.

Rory moved over and hugged him, they stood like that for awhile, just staring out at the ocean.

"Now, isn't this a pretty picture." A voice said behind them.

Rory quickly jumped and grabbed Tristan's hand for support. Tristan's eyes turned hard and cold when they turned around.

"What do you want?" Tristan asked bitingly.

"What do I want? I want my girl back, I'm bored and need something to do." John said smugly.

Making Tristan start to walk toward him.

"Now, I don't know if you would want to do that." John said just as two of his friends walked behind him.

Rory knew that Tristan wouldn't back down, but she also knew that he wouldn't win that fight, she couldn't let him get hurt.

"Good, then why don't you go find Summer, she was looking for someone." Tristan said bitterly.

"No, I want this one, come DuGrey, you never had a problem sharing before?" He said smirking.

Tristan went to lunge at him but Rory interrupted him.

"Tristan don't! It's okay, John, come on, let's go." She said walking toward him, leaving a distressed Tristan behind, and making John smirk and wink at him.

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(NOTE: This part of the chapter is awesome if you play Green Day's "wake me up when September ends.")

Rory and John reached his room and went inside.

"I knew you would see the easy way." He said smugly.

"Yup." Rory said with a fake smile.

She was going to sleep with him, just to get him to leave them alone, I mean it was just sex, right?

"So do you want a drink?" He asked pouring her one, even though she didn't answer him.

They drank their drinks quickly.

"Okay, let's get this started." John said with a smirk before capturing her lips.

Rory didn't feel anything.

She was numb, all she could think about was Tristan.

John began to run his hand up her leg.

"Rory do you love me?" He asked.

She knew what she had to do.

"Yes." She whispered.

"That's what I thought. Do you want me?" He said as his hand went over her the top of her thigh.

"I...I" Rory couldn't think, all she could do was think of Tristan.

She quickly kneed him and ran out of his room.

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Tristan had already broken a lamp from throwing things and was now sitting on his bed nursing a glass of scotch.

He was thrown out of his thoughts when someone knocked on the door.

He opened the door and was amazed to find what he saw.

"I couldn't do it." Rory said before throwing herself in his arms.

She was sobbing, so he closed the door and sat her down on his bed, never letting go of her.

"What couldn't you do?" He asked, but aware of what she couldn't do, he just needed to hear it himself.

"I couldn't...sleep with him, I just kept thinking of you, and I had to get out of there. I love you Tristan, I love you so much." She said kissing him softly.

"I love you too, Rory." He whispered.

"What are we going to do?" She whimpered.

"I don't know...but don't worry, I won't let anything happen to us. Rory, I love you more than anything else. I want to be with you for the rest of my life." He said looking into her eyes.

"I want the same." She whispered back.

They sat like that before a long time, just being content together.

"Tris, I have an idea."

A/N: Okay, I was trying to show their love for each other in the last part...anyways, it kinda reminds me of Moulin Rouge almost...PLEASE REVIEW!